A distant whoosh broke the silence, signaling their arrival. Tails and humps breached the surface, a grand display of their presence – whales, graceful and powerful. We tracked their movements, waiting patiently as time slipped by. Suddenly, a flurry of birds swarmed, signaling their feast on the abundant fish. And there, before our eyes, the… Continue reading Whales and Glaciers: A Tale of Nature’s Drama
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Adventures in Seward: Of Porpoises, Otters, and Silver Salmon
After a few more days of unwinding, I chartered a boat for a leisurely ride, and perhaps a bit of fishing. As we glided across the water, the fish finder hummed with anticipation. Then, a sudden splash like an unexploded depth charge. I rushed to the bow and witnessed a group of playful dal porpoises,… Continue reading Adventures in Seward: Of Porpoises, Otters, and Silver Salmon
Wild Encounters on the Road to Deadhorse: Conquering Dysentery and Meeting Musk Oxen
After conquering dysentery, I diligently cleaned and refreshed all my supplies before hitting the road once more towards Deadhorse. Leaving Gailbrath Lake with renewed determination, I kept a keen eye out for any wildlife that might cross my path. In the distance, a brown figure emerged, resembling the shape of a bear. Grabbing my field… Continue reading Wild Encounters on the Road to Deadhorse: Conquering Dysentery and Meeting Musk Oxen
Discovering Hidden Paths and Tranquil Lakes
Few roads diverged from the Dalton, most ending at the pipeline’s guarded domain. But fate smiled upon me, unveiling a path beyond, beckoning to be explored. Fortunate was I, stumbling upon this one that cut through a muddy stretch, revealing a hidden world. As the morning ensued, a majestic moose graced the serene landscape, finding… Continue reading Discovering Hidden Paths and Tranquil Lakes
The beaver
After a day and a half, the beaver swam ceaselessly across the little lake, its eyes fixed on me. It moved with an increasing sense of purpose, tracing the same path over and over again. Right, left, right, left. The urgency in its repetitive motion grew with each circuit, drawing it closer to the shore… Continue reading The beaver
Rainbow trout
I spent over a week fishing at a lake along the Steese Highway, determined to rely on my angling skills to feed myself. The rainbow trout were plentiful, and I had the satisfaction of catching enough to sustain me for the entire week. It was a fulfilling experience, knowing that I could provide for myself… Continue reading Rainbow trout
Denali Highway
I ventured down the Denali Highway, craving the wild and untamed. But as I ascended, so did the numbing cold. A quick glance at the thermometer chilled my spirit—27 degrees. Come morning, my water would be solid ice. Amidst the frigid air, I snapped these photos, capturing fleeting moments before retreating to lower ground, where… Continue reading Denali Highway
Fishing for Grayling
I spent a week south of Tok, chasing after Arctic Grayling. The rivers, however, remained stubbornly opaque, their waters refusing to reveal the elusive fish. The prospect of sustaining myself solely on my catch, a long-held desire, slipped through my fingers like the swift currents. But there, on the bright side, a pair of swans… Continue reading Fishing for Grayling
The pond continued
The crash and splash jolted me awake, my mind racing. Was it a grizzly? Was I in danger? Slowly, I raised my head, scanning the surroundings on each side of the jeep. Nothing. I slipped on my shoes, opened the door, and quickly closed it, taking a breath. Imagining a flurry of activity with teeth… Continue reading The pond continued
The Bird
I like this bird.